Yasuhiro Nightow / @ Countthefighters / Ocean Vuong / Jamie Anderson / Dylan Krieger

Thinking about how when I woke up from a nightmare in a friend’s bed I wasn’t scared. Usually I wake up in cold sweat fearing god. Friends are so magical, they don’t even have to say anything to make you feel better sometimes.

love. love hard. love softly. love first. love last (even if you might regret it). love loudly. love quietly. love less (only when you have to). love more. love desperately. love carelessly. love openly. love behind closed doors. love your friends. love your family. love your lovers. love your pets. love the sky. love the moon and the stars. love sunshine and the flowers. it doesn’t matter what you do, just be in love with it. it’s what we’re born to do.

found this journal entry/prayer i wrote on my tenth birthday, safe to say i have always been this miserable

i think and feel so deeply, and i’m terrified that no one understands. i am terrified

I have a confession:

I hate being in my room all the time. I want to be anywhere else but here. Selfishly, I wish people would invite me over more often. I want to sleep in any other bed but my own. But it doesn’t make too much of a difference, my bad dreams follow me no matter where I go, I suppose it just feels less lonely.

“And he left you sick when you loved him the most.”

Kyle Craft, “Lady of the Ark”

this and everyone asked about you

Pretty village, Norway

All I’ve ever wanted to know was what I want. I am a stranger to myself.

Often times we when we are enamored, we are blinded by our rose tinted lenses, but you must remember: You cannot fabricate someone else’s love for you. When you cut someone open looking for something you won’t find, all you get is blood.

hey google what do you do when you were supposed to be dead by now but now shit is serious and you genuinely have to consider college and your future